Ah, so this girl was one who knew the difference between right and wrong and she was fully aware that what she was doing fell into the category of wrong. Of course, if everyone knew what sort of church this actually was and what he was then they would have no doubt thought that robbing him was an act of goodness. But people did not know and she definitely did not know since he could feel not a drop of angelic or demonic in her, so as far as she was aware he was just a regular pastor in a regular church. Who had not called the police on her. Only wait, she did not know that part yet. He could have some fun with that if he wanted. "Now that's because of all the hard work I put into it," Daniel shared, patting his hand on the wall and then running it down without getting a single splinter. He knew of churches with pastors 'better' than him that were in conditions not half as good. They just did not get the donations he did. Demonic-blood's and people enchanted by spending too long with him had really deep pockets and a love for emptying them out when it was for his good cause. What had the last good cause been? Probably... he could not remember, but it had probably sounded really good at the time. good enough for them to plop their money into the box. "But I need the money to do that." Without bothering to avoid popping her personal bubble, Daniel leaned in to close the lid and snap the lock back into place. "Good, safe money. No one's stealing you today."
Money safe, his attention could be fully directed to the girl again. Who was doing all of these things that he recognized so well from years spent around people. How wrong was it that a demon could read all the signs of a human? She was even chewing on her lip! Someone had made her do this no matter what she said and he was going to bet that - yep, look at that, a man. Boyfriend probably. Not husband, boyfriend. Because he could see no wedding band on her finger, or even an engagement. So this Daisy had a loser boyfriend who made her steal things and was not even engaged. Please can I have this every Saturday? I promise I'll be the bestest best demon pastor in the whole wide world, god! This was a church, one was meant to pray in it and Daniel decided he would when it came to something so simple as this. Simple and yet rewarding. His eyes went down and then up... then repeated as the thought of 'so rewarding' echoed in his head. He loved being this kind of demon around people like her. Any girl who had a boyfriend that could get her to steal from a church had to have either daddy issues or just issues. He had gotten nowhere good with Dagmar the other day and he was getting a little tired of Mrs. Marisk. This Daisy could not even be thirty and everyone knew that in mortal women, younger was better if you were currently tired of an older one. "Daisy, that's a sweet name. And do I detect just the slightest Southern accent in there? You're a long way from home, Daisy, and it looks like you haven't been taking the best care of yourself. My name's Daniel, Pastor Daniel, and I tell you what. Since you decided not to rob me blind, I'm going to let you join me for lunch." This was the part where the people in the horror movie needed to learn to run away because all of the alarm bells were going off, and Daisy should too because Daniel's life was a hell of a lot more like a horror movie than anyone wanted to believe. "Don't you say no now, that'd just break my heart since you already cracked it trying to steal from me."